People say that life is the thing, but I prefer reading.
Logan Pearsall Smith, Trivia, 1917
Quarter after seven, got a phone call
Telling me to get here quick
Said your girl is in a bad situation
They don't know if she's gonna make it
As I hurry to be by her side
I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh
I want to hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph; and I know it serves me well
I want to hold you high and steal your pain
Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
Only I, no one else but only I
No one else but only I
Nobody else but I can call her mine
Only I, no one else but only I
Some people call her an angel
That's what I like!
Hold me, hug me, pet me baby,
That's what I like!
You don't have to give me,
Clever conversation!
Could've danced all night, could've danced all night
And still have begged for more
I could've spread my wings and done a thousand things
I've never done before
I'll never know what made it so exciting
Why all at once my heart took flight
Don't sit there like some silly girl
If you wait too long it'll be too late
I'm not telling you something new
There ain't no time to lose
It's time for you to celebrate
Darling I have a true confession
I ran into an old flame today
You wouldn't like the way our conversation
Turned to how we let each other slip away
I was reminded of a half forgotten feeling
One I shared with her so long ago
[Talib Kweli]
Everytime I walk up in the spot the corks pop
Got the floor hot, we goin' to rock until 4 o' clock
We used to keep a trick up my sleeve to get a chick to leave
Now we've got another one of them calling me
All eyes on you when you walk by
I love it when we do what we do when we do
I love it when we do what we do when we do
Aha
Aha
Aha
